The Tale of Masimo

8/02/2011 The Charmer 4 Comments

This post is about another one of my suitors. We will call him Masimo.

Now, since most of you are Austen fans, you may not be familiar with a genre of literature known as "chick lit." These books tend to have brightly colored covers, titles like "Lipgloss, Love, and Lockerguy," or "Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging" and chronicle humorous stories about teenage girls whose high school experiences were way more exciting than mine were.

Anyways, I stole the name Masimo from one of these books. Like I said, despite the fact that this particular book is also written by an English novelist (I swear, all great literature comes from England), most of you probably haven't heard of it since I'm assuming you'd rather read about Victorian dresses and parlor dances than knickers and snogging. Anyways, in the book Masimo is an Italian boy fondly nicknamed "the luuurve god." And my own Masimo may also refer to a boy from Italy...or it might just be a boy who served his mission in Italy. You can decide which is more likely.

Masimo actually entered my life over a year ago. He moved into my ward and seemed rather interested in me upon our first meeting. However, my Roommate pulled the whole, "Hey, so when's your boyfriend coming over tonight?" to make sure he knew right away that I was taken. He backed off, as can be expected. However, when the Ex and I broke up that fall, Masimo didn't waste any time moving in. He asked me on a couple dates, one which was rather extravagant, and of course I went with him. Unfortunately for him, though, I didn't give him much of a chance; I was still caught up in thoughts of the Ex and the chance that we would get back together. (In fact, I actually thought we would be getting back together the same week as the extravagant date.)

When it became clear that my relationship status with the Ex was not going to change, I started realizing that maybe I could be interested in Masimo. I started spending a little more time with him. I realized that he actually was a terribly sweet boy; he came into my work and brought me cookies, he remembered little details about my life, and he was really just a good guy. We had some late nights where we'd just stay up and talk, and when he sang for the Christmas program I found myself falling for him just the tiniest bit. (There's nothing that gets me like a guy with an amazing singing voice!) I started to wonder if maybe it could work out between Masimo and me.

But then I got back from Christmas break and the Ex entered the picture again. When the Ex and I started dating for the second go-round, Masimo moved on. He even dated another girl in the ward (briefly). We became pretty good friends, but I figured he was out of the romantic picture permanently.

Until recently.

Over the past couple months, Masimo has again asserted himself as a potential suitor. He definitely seems to be letting me know that he's interested again and that for whatever reason, he's decided to give me a second chance.

But despite the fact that he's a great guy (and he has the added bonuses of being able to sing and dance and speak Italian and cook amazing Italian food)...it's Masimo. He's a great friend, but I just don't know if I could date him. It's one of those things where I've known him for so long on the friend level that I know all his little quirks...and honestly, I just don't know if we're compatible even if I wanted us to be.

Ciao,
The Charmer

PS- I have to admit that every time I think of Italian boys, I think of that one kid from The Lizzie McGuire Movie. Shameful, I know.